My Rock and Roll Fanasty, Clad in Leather Fanasty

*Immigrant Song intro*

Good morrow, lads and lasses  Tis I, the maker of this book, Keira.

Yeah, that was a bit dramatic. I'm back. Hi.

So, did any of you like my characters?

When the others were running this thing, whatever it is, I did stuff. The normal thigs a teenage rock does. Cleaned, washed, blow-dried, watched, drew, ate, listened and made a statement that everyone went bonkers over: I don't like dances.

I'm single now, thanks to no one. So what's the point? Not dating any rockstar or any person to the date, right now, this very time and distance in space.

I fangirled over Monty Python, everyday this week, which was what I normally do so...Monday was Michael and Graham spam. Teusday, I admired Eric and Wednesday, I was playing D&D, the teacher running it, and a few others recited quotes from the Holy Grail and Life of Brian. It was fun.

And now, I still in my room, about to play the Who or Daltrey, smiling my ass off, just because. And yet, I'm sad, a bit. Elton John is retiring soon, the school quarter ended meaning I will not see my awesome health teacher again.

Anywho, I might some fem x reader, with Stevie Nicks with Christine McVie, Janis Joplin and Grace Slick now and sleep at midnight, because I have no school tomorrow. Yay, me! Or I might draw and post my drawings if you'd like. I'm bored. I will probably write something about my characters in a new book, I think. I'll see you soon. Peace, love and lots of warm hugs.
💚A chill, sad sort of feeling Geez💜